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Why I Started Making Soaps: A Journey of Healing, Hope, andPurpose
A few years ago, right after the world shut down during the pandemic, my life changed in a way I could never
have expected.
I was working at a small convenience store, managing a headache that wouldn’t go away. I took some
tablets, brushed it off, and kept pushing through the day. But later that afternoon, I noticed something
terrifying – I had completely lost the sight in one of my eyes.
I thought maybe something had gotten in it. “I’ll check when I get home,” I told myself. But when I got home
and looked, there was nothing there. Maybe it’s just the headache, I hoped. Maybe it’ll pass by morningIt didn’t.
By the next day, it had gotten worse. I could barely see – only the faint outlines of objects. That’s when the
fear set in. I called the doctor, explained what was happening, and they referred me straight to the eye
hospital. After several tests and no answers, I was sent for an MRI and more tests – bloodwork, spinal fluid.
The weeks blurred together with uncertainty and fear.
Eventually, I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis (MS). The doctors explained it gently but bluntly: as I age,
I would likely lose parts of my vision, hearing, mobility – depending on which nerves the disease affected.
There was no cure. Only management.
But something inside me refused to fully accept it.
By the time I received the diagnosis, my eyesight had already recovered 70% – without treatment. The
doctors were surprised. They called it rare. A small miracle.
Still, I knew I had to take my health into my own hands.
I dove into research, looking for anything that could help me support my immune system naturally. What I
found shocked me – article after article, study after study, showing how modern chemicals, fragrances, and
additives in skincare and cosmetics can disrupt the immune system.
So I made a decision: No more store-bought skincare. No more harsh makeup. No more chemical hair dyes. I
replaced everything I could with natural, gentle alternatives.
And slowly – my eyesight returned to 100%.
As I searched for natural replacements, I discovered soapmaking. I was fascinated by the idea that I could
craft something beautiful, fragrant, and nourishing – with my own hands – using nothing but natural ingredients
and essential oils.
I started experimenting. I made soap for myself, then for friends and family. I loved the process: blending oils,
designing swirls, creating soothing scents.
One of my friends tried a bar I made – an oatmeal and shea butter soap – on her child who suffered from
eczema. And it helped. Truly helped.
More friends tried them. They loved the results. They encouraged me to share my soaps with the world.
With no experience in photography, marketing, or even what “SEO” meant, I opened my Etsy shop anyway. I
didn’t know what I was doing, but I knew why I was doing it:
To help others.
I’m not claiming my soaps are a cure for anything. But I do believe they can be a kinder, gentler alternative to
the chemical-heavy products we often use without a second thought.
They’re eco-friendly, they last longer than bottled shower gels, and they’re made with love, intention, and
care.
It’s now been five years since I was diagnosed. And the truth is – I’ve never felt better. I have no symptoms,
no signs of MS, and I’m not taking any treatment. (Thank God.)
I’m not saying that soapmaking cured me. But I am saying that creating something with purpose – something
natural, nourishing, and kind to both the body and the Earth – changed my life.
Knowing I’m doing something good for myself, for others, and for the planet has become part of my healing.
It’s given me joy, peace, and strength I didn’t know I had.
That’s what soapmaking means to me. That’s why I started. And that’s why I’ll never stop.


